Time slipped away unknowingly. Many things had happened, but some things had not changed much. Two months after Leng Hanbing was born, Uchiha Weasel was born. The third battle of the Ninja Realm was also coming to an end.?Therefore, his father, Haiichi Yamanaka, and the others had already gone to the battlefield. At this time, Leng Hanbing was already one year old.
"This kind of life is f * cking bullshit. What was he doing when he was one year old? Milk? Or wet the bed? Now, he had to start cultivating at the age of one. You're too mature!"
Leng Hanbing was in his family's secret room, reading some of the ninja world's knowledge, including some secret books and ninjutsu. Her small body was completely out of proportion to the books in the room. Therefore, he grumbled as he buried his head and watched. Ever since he could talk and walk, Leng Hanbing knew the rules of this world. This was not the world of his favorite Crayon Shinchan, nor was it the world of Cherry Maruko. This was a world where people died easily. Leng Hanbing had died once, so he wasn't afraid of death. However, after experiencing death, he knew what he needed. Only when he was strong could he protect his feelings and concerns.
Therefore, from then on, he began to train himself. He was training himself crazily without anyone knowing. His body was the key to saving his life. He knew this very well. Therefore, he began to exercise with weights. He set a strict training plan for himself.
He woke up at four in the morning, doing sit-ups and push-ups. Frog jump.
At six o'clock, he began to comprehend spiritual power because his cultivation method was different from others. His fighting style did not require chakras. However, it did not mean that he did not have a chakra. He had also tested his chakra before. It was of the water and earth attributes. However, he had a cheating device, right? Spiritual power was the foundation of his existence in this world.
After breakfast at seven o'clock, he started running. At nine o'clock, he went to the secret room in his family to study. He had to admit that his family's mental secret technique was actually very abnormal. A person's spirit could become stronger through cultivation. This was a terrifying thing. One had to know that it was good to comprehend chakras or spiritual power. The more powerful his spiritual power was, the more accurate it would be without wasting any energy. Moreover, the speed at which he recovered was also frighteningly fast. He wasn't like Naruto and Ichigo, the two cockroaches. Chakra and Reiki were like free tap water, using half and throwing half away. Therefore, those two fellows would not learn to precisely control these powers at all. Who asked him to lack these things the least?
In the afternoon, Leng Hanbing was at his best. Ever since he learned how to talk, his deadbeat father threw him into another room to sleep alone so that he wouldn't affect the fun between the couple. Leng Hanbing could only lie in his mother's warm bosom during his afternoon nap…It had to be said that he had a serious Oedipus complex. However, this fellow seemed to be only one year old, right? Therefore, it was considered normal.
After he woke up, Leng Hanbing started his free practice, which was not easy. That was even more demanding than the basic training in the morning. He had to practice Kendo, White Strike, Ghost Dao, Instant Step, and even conceal his Ninjutsu. Leng Hanbing suddenly thought, If I were on Earth now, those geniuses from Harvard would probably worship me too. After fantasizing for a while, he continued his practice. After all, Leng Hanbing was carrying 50 kilograms of metal all the time…
It was a pity that in this world of battle, Leng Hanbing's actions could only be regarded as hard work. It was not a big deal. After all, there were always masochists in this world. It was said that there was a green boy with watermelon skin. When he was one year old... Just mentioning this would make everyone shiver. Leng Hanbing knew that this guy had not run away. He must be that wild beast, Ah Kai. Compared to him? What the hell? I'm playing with comprehensive strength, unlike that pervert who relies purely on his body to make a living…
Furthermore, Leng Hanbing counted with his fingers. He snorted coldly and said,"Nine Tails will be here in five years." Five years. Kakashi was able to become a ninja at the age of six. No matter what, I have to be a ninja. I can't embarrass a transmigrator…Sigh, this guy's ambition is really embarrassing. I want to throw away my pen and stop writing. How embarrassing…To think that he was still so smug.
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Two years had passed, and Leng Hanbing was now three years old. At this time, Uchiha Weitake's reputation as a " genius " was also widely spread in Kiha. On the other hand, Leng Hanbing's family was going crazy because he didn't show any signs of talent in ninjutsu. He trained hard every day, but you can't be like Kai and rely on your body for a living, right? Hai Yi had a headache. His son was good in every way. He was polite and handsome. His golden hair made his already fair skin even fairer. There was always a faint warm smile on his face. What a good little boy, what a handsome little guy, but can you kill your enemies with your handsomeness? It was probably okay for women, but there were basically more men who were ninjas. Looking at your appearance, coupled with the strength that is proportional to your pretty boy appearance, it would be strange if he didn't get blown up! Haiyi Yamanaka had thought about this problem more than once. Sigh…Forget it. At most, I'll let him sell flowers in the future and not let him be a ninja. Anyway, he's my son. I don't blame him for not having talent. As his father, I'll protect him with my life!
If Leng Hanbing knew what his father was thinking, would he be touched or curse? You're the gigolo! Your whole family is full of gigolos! How am I weak? How did I explode? If it wasn't for the fact that Mu Ye still had that old fart, who would be so low-key for no reason? I don't want to be used as a lab rat by that pervert!
However, in the past two years, Leng Hanbing's strength had increased exponentially. Instant Steps and a white fight. He was confident that he could compete with Shun Shenye one by one. Of course, this was only his own estimation. If he really met Ye Yi, he would only be tortured. However, self-preservation was not a problem at all. As for the ghost path, it had to be said that it was much more advanced than ninjutsu. Firstly, it did not require any hand seals. Secondly, it was ridiculously powerful. In addition, the ghost path that he released by combining chakra and spiritual power was only a little weaker than the ghost path that he chanted. If he also chanted, the overall power would be comparable to that of an A-grade ninjutsu. Therefore, Leng Hanbing had put a lot of effort into the Ghost Dao. Now, Number 60 could cast his own Ghost Dao without chanting. Unfortunately, he did not have enough spiritual power. One Ghost Dao of Number Ninety could let him rest for half a day. Sigh, when could he be like Aizen? Number 90 did not need to chant Ghost Dao, and he could cast as many as he wanted.
The only thing that gave him a headache was that he had never pulled out any of those knives. Leng Hanbing was extremely anxious. There were only two years left before Nine-Tails arrived. Although his parents would be fine, that was when Uchiha, the old man, appeared. It was the beginning of the plot. Of course, he had to step in. If he couldn't even pull out a knife, what capital would he have…
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